I slept in until about 9, I did my God Time and took a shower. I did a load of laundry.
Ever since my washer broke I am scared to run it, scared to hear it run. I always worry something catastrophic will happen. I learned my lesson, I won't run it during my God Time, I was very tense.
I got everything in the dryer (except the stuff that can't be dried) and got that going.
I forgot to get the full sized snickers bars for Halloween, the last time we went to Sam's Club, so I had to call Chuck and go today. It was insane, very busy and chaotic.
I listened to the woman in front of me tell her friend how she lost her job for "accidentally" hitting a student. She was really upset she got fired for it, but, dude, she hit a student. Accident or not no parent is going to stand for that.
This is how things work in America. I'm not saying it's right, or wrong - some kids need some physical discipline, in my opinion, but you don't want that kind of power in the wrong hands, either. And I have met a lot of very strange teachers.
I finally checked out and headed home. I told Ron I was taking a nap, and he proceeded to make ongoing noise for the next 2 hours. I finally gave up when #6's kids came home from school and started playing outside my bedroom.
I got up and started bagging the candy. I did up about half of it. I had a talk with Ron about "waking Heather up" during her nap and he was apologetic. I liked that he asked for specific examples of what he had done so he wouldn't do it again.
I didn't eat much, just some peanut butter and yogurt. I didn't have the energy to fix anything.
Ron heated up something out of the fridge, which is what we normally do.
All in all it wasn't a bad day considering I was depressed. At least I was functional.